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That joke always makes me laugh, though I have to admit Mordecai and I are somewhat one in the same. Belief in the tangible, but we don't dispute/claim that other things don't exist.

When it came ot things like this, Mordecai wondered if their creations would be better off without the introduction of a monster. He almost felt like his own invention could have served the purpose, but it was a spirit. Spirits, he felt, were perhaps not the same thing as monsters. And truthfully if there was one thing that he did have a tangible belief in, it was monsters. Not the scary yeti from skifree or the kind that pulled them screaming and kicking into the woods at night, but he knew there were creatures of all walks that could have served with the title of monster, and with distinction. He had never truly encountered them and hopefully, never would.

"I can't say that I ever had to worry about that myself, though I think a relative of mine was convinced something lingered out there. Something that would come and drag them off across the sands and leave them," he said with a chuckle, for a moment recalling parts of that memory with clarity. Who had the problem, he couldn't remember. A cousin, perhaps. Maybe a sibling. "We had actual worries of puppy snatchers though, and all they needed was a foot or a tail to grab." A smile stayed on his face, though he was serious about it. Rogue wolves, even large coyotes, they were brazen enough to snatch whatever they could make off with. It was but one of several continuous feuds of Sedona and its surrounding landscapes.

"What would you consider a monster, Osprey?"